Grace Poem by David Berman
Grace
As one who, reading late into the night,
When overcome by sleep, turns off the light
And yields whatever he can sense by sight
To what the gates of ivory or of horn
Will send him, sightless as a child unborn,
To goad, amuse, remind, reveal or warn,
So may I turn a light off and embrace
With resignation, better still with grace,
The dreamless sleep that all awake must face.
The dreamless sleep! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
With resignation, better still with grace, The dreamless sleep that all awake must face... nice liens...10 I sense no hunger Followed by danger That it may turn into no peace syndrome And real health may remain in doldrums
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So may I turn a light off and embrace With resignation, better still with grace, The dreamless sleep that all awake must face. a very fine poem. tony